Snoop Dogg - Main Phone (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Snoop Dogg - Main Phone (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Hello?
On my main phone, textin'
with this other phone
Tryna keep these lights on,
sleepin' with my Nikes on
Doin' hella shit, bustin'
patterns in a random
Watch my paper get longer
Watch my paper get longer (Rock it)
I'm on a road to the riches, checkin'
paper, mane (Paper, mane)
I wanna play in gold like a
Laker, mane (Laker, mane)
My bitch too negative, gotta shake
her, mane (Shake her, mane)
She gotta catch me in the
wind like a paper plane
I came up in the '80s when
the women were defensive
So I came up with a counter called
passive-aggressive pimpin'
When you make 'em feel lucky
for fuckin' me in the loft
Help 'em bust nuts and they
helpin' me buy trucks
Not outright, but a nice
down in the first month
I mean, I'm not really pimpin',
my nigga, fuck you on?
Beats slappin', 9 milli'
packin'-ass nigga
Oh, soon Slew City Slew
mackin'-ass nigga
I am spit-taking llama
'Bout my decimals, digits, commas
Rubles, shillings, pesos, watch out
Because punk shit lead to trauma
That's why I'm on my
Main phone, textin' with
this other phone
Nike Cortez on my feet in a
deep sleep with a freak
From the meet and greet,
now it's left to me
Rick bounced the beat,
gave a ounce to P
Had to cut the bitch off
for popping off to me
I'm back to business relentlessly,
I ain't done 'til I'm finished
Variety in your society and
bitch, I'm the menace
You wish I would call back,
you wish I would fall back
See, I'm a dope boy, so I'm
a need my football back
In and out these routes like
I was Julian Edelman
I needs all mine from the
shit I been peddling
I'm settling for nothing
less than the top notch
Jumping over all you
hoes like hopscotch
Bitch, back up off me
and leave me alone
I'm walking my dog a half
a mile from my home
On my phone, tryna get rich,
talking shit to a bitch
Coming up with some shit like this
Yeah, holla at me
No, I'ma text you from my other number
Yeah, it's the 818
Oh, you want me to hit
you from the 213?
We find our hero, Blaps Bastardly,
roaming the land
With nothing but his MPC and
his moral compass in hand
Avoiding all punk shit, not needing
two dollars in his hand
Weaving through the malevolent
man and malevolent plan
You got to catch him
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